Page 18 of Stirring Up Trouble
I remained frozen in my chair. My eyes shifted between him and the plate a few times before I stood.
“Thank you,” I said, voice gruff. “That was very kind.”
Robin's cheeks went pink as he stammered out, “You’re welcome.”
He spun around, then attempted to open the door a few times before it actually came loose.
“I’m just gonna go. Sorry to bother you. Bye.”
He left quickly, shutting the door behind him so quietly I would have believed this was all a figment of my imagination if not for the plate before me.
When I sat back down and pulled the foil off I nearly groaned. Ms. Connie was a gift to this world. I scarfed down the biscuits and gravy and wiped my mouth while I thought about the man who had brought it to me.
He'd been shy and reserved. I'm sure it had to do with the fact that I had been rude to him the day before. Yet it almostseemed like he was nervous around me for a different reason. Just thinking of him was addictive. I needed to know what it was about him that had me all caught up.
Why couldn't I think of anyone else?
Or had I even tried?
Thinking about the app that I normally used for partnering scenes when I had the urge to be Daddy, I remembered that they had a setting to choose your preferred partner’s gender. I whipped out my phone quickly, excited at the prospect. Not because I wanted someone new, but because I could test a theory.
I went into my settings and changed it over, then pulled back up the selections. Gender wouldn’t make me any less of a Daddy than I was before.
Though as I scrolled through the various profiles, none of them stood out to me. I didn't want to message one and tell them that they were a good boy, nor did I picture any of them spread out before me and waiting for me to change their clothes or give them a bottle.
I had done all the different types of play there were and while I often adjusted to my partner's desires, I had a few of my own. I could see that there was no one making me want what I desired with Robin.
I closed out the app, threw away my trash, and decided to get to work. I would have time to fantasize later.
For now, I had a rodeo to coordinate.
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Robin
I wishI knew what it was about Blaze Anders that had me all tied up. If I were the type to believe in magic, then I’d think someone had cast a spell on me or something. Maybe some kind of love potion or something having to do with infatuation.
Because that’s what this all felt like.
Infatuation.
All I wanted was to spend more time around the big, grumpy man who rarely allowed himself a moment to smile. I’d been watching him closely to see if I could catch him breaking that veneer for anyone else. Maybe he just hated me.
But that wasn’t the case.
His permanent scowl was for everyone he worked with for the rodeo. When he wasn’t scowling, he’d get this distant look in his eye, almost like he wanted to be anywhere else but here. Or maybe he was just daydreaming? I knew I’d done my fair share of such since my arrival at the Anders Ranch.
Granted, most of my daydreaming revolved around the owner of the ranch rather than anything else. It wasn’t like I was dreaming of winning the lottery or anything. I just wanted…
Well, I wasn’t fucking sure what I wanted. Not really.
I just knew a lot of it centered on Blaze.
The more he avoided me, the more interested I became. He was a puzzle I needed to solve. A mystery I needed to delve into for answers. I couldn’t let it go.
More than that, I couldn’t shake the memory of the Daddy on Demand app either. I could finally admit to myself how curious I’d been about the lifestyle thanks to how the men of the Coleman Ranch lived. For some reason, I’d let myself believe I was more an observer than a participant all these years.
Now, I knew better.
